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Tell me a story. Something funny, sad, enlightening, WHATEVER!
One condition: It has to be a true story. aaand...begin! |
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there once was a Navajo chief who disovered ice tea. He drank it and drank it and drank it
they found him the next morning drowned in his tepee |
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<3~Realistic Mutual Match~<3
I sit here pondering so lonesome and weary These primal urges have left me so dreary Such human frailty relying upon some hope Diminished results has left us all to cope Embellished hope on this fabled Mutual Match Cybernetically formed in some soiled patch Such lonesome whispers pierce the chilly air Our anxious souls filled with love and care Disclaimer lying beneath it's weathered skin The gesture falls equivalent to a recycle bin Some seek soul redemption with no paper trail While others remain innocent & tearfully frail This pool of emotions beneath a silvery moon While deep nightfall cloaking upon us to soon The air feels heavy and so redolent with tears Failed relationships have given birth to fears Such beautiful hearts are longing for a chance For merciful healing so we may once again dance Turbulent waves they rock these listless souls While the time ticks forward taking it's toll Fingers probing gently @ the surface with care Such painful memories have left us all to aware Gray clouds surrendering as we welcome the sun Our resilience had held now are trials are done Not by Mutual Match but by a friendship was born We survived a past filled with such bitter scorn I wish for these friendships to become our match May fire be bright enough for the heart to catch Written by CyPoet 7/1/08 |
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I flipped two teenagers the bird today cause they did not stop at a stop sign that we were both at
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there once was a Navajo chief who disovered ice tea. He drank it and drank it and drank it they found him the next morning drowned in his tepee |
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I flipped two teenagers the bird today cause they did not stop at a stop sign that we were both at i stopped flipping the bird--i blow kisses now, i get a better reaction...lmao |
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Just broke up with my bf
That's as true as it comes |
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Edited by
Winx
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Wed 04/01/09 09:02 PM
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I flipped two teenagers the bird today cause they did not stop at a stop sign that we were both at i stopped flipping the bird--i blow kisses now, i get a better reaction...lmao I stuck my tongue out at man that was honking at me this week. I never did that before. He gave me the finger. I'm going to try blowing kisses. |
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Just broke up with my bf That's as true as it comes (((Writergurl))) I'm so sorry. |
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I gave up sex for food and now I can't even get into my own pants!
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Just broke up with my bf That's as true as it comes (((Writergurl))) I'm so sorry. Thans sooo much The strange thing is....I don't mind. What does that mean? |
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Edited by
Johncenawlife316
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Wed 04/01/09 09:12 PM
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Watching out for that deadly pc virus.
I just hope no body get's hit with it, rumor has it if you do you have to reinstall your OS on your system. .. lol that isn't a rumor I read that last part on yahoo off there tech page they had it on. |
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Just broke up with my bf That's as true as it comes (((Writergurl))) I'm so sorry. Thans sooo much The strange thing is....I don't mind. What does that mean? Either it hasn't sunk in yet or you two weren't meant to be and you knew it deep down? |
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Please return to the topic.
Thank you, Mark |
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i'll give you a glimpse inside my tombs..i wish this story wasnt true,but this one is SAD: In the latter part of 94' i moved to Idaho to be with my gf and our kids ..across the street from us lived a family whose kids went unattended quite frequently,since the mother worked nights at a small grocery store and the father was an alcoholic.. ..over time our kids became friends with them and occasionally they would come over for a sleep over and i always treated the neighbor kids like my own, it wasnt that hard coming from a broken home myself i always looked after other kids..i really love kids .. well it wasnt long before the little girl named Randi,now you have to picture a five year old little girl with thick glasses and a speech impediment who i looked after because she was someone who needed it.. well she started coming to my house because she was scared and as she put it her daddy was dwunk and her mother was at work,she had had no dinner and it would be sometimes 8 or 9 at night when she would show up,so id take her in and feed her and she would stay with us until her mom came home.. well one afternoon while my kids were outside and Randi was across the street outside with her brother and sisters her oldest brother threw a stick across the road and told Randi "if you dont go across the street and get that stick you cant play with your friends"..so Randi took off across the street in order to retrieve the stick and about that time a van came around the corner and hit and killed her not more than 8 feet from my kids who were standing on the sidewalk when this happened ... ...i never will forget that little girl as you see i havent yet... |
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